To Have and to Hold...

So where was I? That's right - we had finished the ceremony. I managed to shut the waterworks down for the rest of the day and return to my normal sarcastic yet loveable self.

Oh, and I totally left out a part. (Wow, Im a terrible storyteller.) How could I forget that we stopped in Times Square? Talk about a surreal experience - all these tourists were photographing us like we were celebrities. We never found the naked cowboy but we got some good shots none the less.




And much to our shock, we appeared in fairly unflattering photo in the New York Times the next morning. We were not named yet our friends seemed to find us anyway.


Ok, back to the timeline. Cocktails!. We held our reception at the Yale Club which is right across the street from Grand Central Station.

We had a swank old Caddy drive us around that day. Love that car.


Our cocktail hour was held in the club's library.

A surprise but fleeting guest appearance was made by Ben Stein who stopped in to grab a book. (Yes, it’s a real library) Unfortunetely, he didn't bother to stop for a photograph. Come on, Ben! Anyway, it was the talk of the guests who happened to catch a glimpse of him.

I put out a big jar of personalized fortune tellers to keep guests occupied between drinks and swallows.

Guests signed a ceramic platter which got fired after the wedding.


Then it was onto the lounge for the dinner and dancing. I used vellum wrapped votives as escort/placecards. Now, I know this has been done a million times since but you'll have to take my word on the fact that it was novel at the time.

To be perfectly honest, I wasn't crazy about how my flowers or caked turned out but a little rain must fall. We gave out little brass ornaments of the Chrylser Building and CDs as favors.



Frugal in my own weird little ways, I hand painted these little faces on 99 cent champagne glasses.

Not that I don't find more expensive ones pretty, we just don't drink champagne at home so I saw no need to spend more than $3 on these.

Not being a fan of the cling and sway, I coerced my husband to take much needed dance lessons. So our first dance was (hopefully) entertaining to the guests.


We were toasted


We danced a lot

And all too soon it was over. Thanks for sharing my walk down memory lane.

PS: If you haven't had enough wedding talk, you can take a much shorter pass through the whole day via this slideshow. (Now she tells me?) It shows the layouts in my wedding album.

For those who can't see the slideshow, you can view it here.